Arriving and then Leaving

After a 7.5 hour car ride with Floyd in the passenger seat, we finally made it to Orlando yesterday. Not an eventful ride, although around hour 4, I started to slowly lose my mind. Floyd’s great and all, but he can’t really carry on a conversation (which is funny compared to Timmy who could talk to a plant and feel like he learned a lot from it).

Floyd in his bed in the passenger seat. He looks comfy, but he was mad at me. That's all the room he had to move.

Floyd in his bed in the passenger seat. He looks comfy, but he was mad at me. That’s all the room he had to move.

Also, driving by yourself with an adopted pet who’s quite anxious, it’s pretty challenging. You have to make sure they’re not overheating, bored, upset when you get out of the car to get gas or go to the bathroom, make sure they’re drinking water, etc. Needless to say, we went and got Mexican food nearly the second I unloaded the car.

And to top it all off, YOU CAN’T FIT ANYTHING IN A MINI COOPER. I had to leave half of my stuff at my parents’ house, the stuff that was only supposed to last me the two months I was staying with them. That was really uncool man, uncool. But whatever, stuff is stuff, I’m just concerned now about moving from here to Lakeland tomorrow. We HAVE to do this tomorrow so that we have time to unpack and get settled, get cable and internet installed, all before I start work next Monday.

And poor Timmy. Continue reading